Introduction

Food is my passion. There’s nothing about it I don’t like. From conception to implementation I love everything about the process of cooking, dining, and feasting. Think about it, food is the center of all occasions in life: weddings, birthdays, anniversaries, even funerals. In my family it was not who to invite, it was what to cook. Some of my fondest memories have centered around what I was eating and who I was with. To me, food is a celebration and something that always brings people together.

Growing up I remember being in the kitchen with my mom and loving the smell of garlic, onions, and whatever else was cooking in the pot on the stove. It meant that I was about to be very happy in the immediate future. The best was when she made a big pot of gravy that would cook all day, getting better and better the longer it sat. There was nothing like breaking a piece of bread off and dipping it in for a taste… always ALWAYS burning my mouth. I didn’t even care. That feeling was like coming home.

As I’ve gotten older I’ve developed a deep passion for cooking. I love getting an idea, going to the store for the best ingredients, and preparing everything with my own two hands. It relaxes me, gives me time to think, to enjoy watching something come together that will give people comfort. I don’t just cook… I pour my heart and soul into whatever I’m creating.

I have no formal training and with the exception of a brief stint in catering, I’ve never worked in the restaurant business. I don’t know a ton of exotic ingredients or origins of spices, and I couldn’t tell you what wine to pair with what. I just know what I like and I know what tastes good.

This is my forum for the non-tangible thing I love most: FOOD.